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XL.
Within this mortal vayle I coverd beare
a solid doubt of ane vnsolid stey,
with fearfull baldnes and a hardie feare,
which doeth vncertene ioyes and noy bewray;
Anonder pittyeis schade schee dois desplay
the fulnes of her rigour and her pryde,
quhilk to beate downe by service I assey,
and trewe deserts which maks me more confyde.
grace bids me hope, dispair agane defyde,
hence courage comes, and thence dois feare encres,
the ane alreddie quenschte and spent vntryed,
the other growing on groues never less:
thus whils suche contrairs dothe my lyfe subvert,
I might sone perrish if I had a harte.
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